After the book, he became a god in the entertainment industry

He Daishi didn't want to see her irritating and stupid son, so she left.

By the time Zhou Shijin finished the work at hand, it was already very late when he returned home.

There are street lights, and the evening breeze brings cool breezes and the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other.

Jiang Li hadn't slept yet. She was standing in the small yard watering the flowers and plants. The lights in the yard lengthened her shadow, and the water in the kettle poured down and sprinkled on the vibrant leaves.

The years are quiet.

However, Zhou Shijin did not lie on the fence to chat with Jiang Li as usual. Instead, he lowered his head and walked quickly towards the living room.

"stop!"

When Jiang Li's voice sounded, Zhou Shijin stopped in his tracks abruptly, but he didn't dare turn around to look at Jiang Li.

Instead, he raised his head and looked at the sky. "The moon is so round today. You should go to bed early. I want to rest too."

As he said this, he went to open the door to the living room.

Jiang Li keenly noticed that something seemed wrong with him today. He jumped over the fence, walked to Zhou Shijin, and saw the bump on his head.

Zhou Shijin felt embarrassed and tried to hide it, not wanting to show it to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li pulled his collar and forced him to look at her. The two of them were very close to each other, and under the night light, their shadows overlapped.

The tips of Zhou Shijin's ears turned red and his heart was beating very fast.

When Jiang Li saw the big bump on his head, she didn't even notice that her body temperature had cooled down a bit, and even her voice was chilly, "Who hit you?"

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, it's a bit protective of its cubs.

Zhou Shijin noticed this, and something in his heart seemed to melt, and he felt warm, "Are you going to help me get revenge?"

Jiang Li's voice came out from between his teeth, "See if I can't kill him."

"Are you concerned about me?" Zhou Shijin's voice was low and extremely gentle, like the spring breeze blowing from the mountain stream, blowing on his heart and making it itchy.

"Um..." Jiang Li realized his actions and quickly let go of his tie, "I just want to know who is so brave as to dare to do that to you."

Zhou Shijin was very pleased to see Jiang Li, who was a little embarrassed. It was rare to see her behave like a little girl.

"My mother beat me."

Jiang Li: ...

"Oh, that's okay." She turned and walked out of the yard without a trace of nostalgia.

Zhou Shijin smiled and said, "You won't help me get revenge?"

Jiang Li turned her back to him and waved her hand, "Tell your mother to hit harder next time. Did you miss your meal? How come you only got such a small bump?"

Zhou Shijin: ...

What? You deserve it if your own mother beats you?

He sighed and felt that he was so miserable, his mother didn't love him, and his future wife didn't love him either.

Zhou Shijin took a shower and came out of the bathroom with a bath towel tied around his waist. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a slender figure, bulging abdominal muscles, and clear muscle lines. He was perfect beyond words.

His hair was wet and the big bump on his head became more obvious.

When he looked up, he saw Jiang Li carrying a medicine box, leaning against the door, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Zhou Shijin:!!!

The tips of his ears instantly turned red, and he hurriedly retreated to the bathroom, put on his clothes, and came out again, his voice a little uncomfortable, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Li lowered his eyes to hide the panic in his eyes, "I came to apply medicine on you. I'm afraid that you will wake up with a swollen head like a pig tomorrow."

"Oh." Zhou Shijin sat obediently in the chair, waiting for Jiang Li to apply medicine.

Jiang Li put down the medicine box, took out a bottle of anti-swelling medicine, and prepared to pour it on Zhou Shijin's head.

Seeing her attitude, Zhou Shijin spoke uncertainly, "Pour it directly on my head? This is my head, not a flower in a pot."

Jiang Li paused as he was about to pour the whole bottle, muttering, "Squeamish."

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that what Zhou Shijin said made sense, so he took out a cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine and smeared it on his head.

The light in the living room was not very bright. Jiang Li stood in front of him. The faint fragrance penetrated into Zhou Shijin's nostrils, causing his heartbeat to accelerate.

The living room was quiet, and you could hear the breeze in the yard, the rustling of leaves, and the gentle breathing of the two people.

Zhou Shijin wanted to say something, but he moved his mouth but didn't open it.

He didn't want to ruin the current atmosphere. He was afraid that if he said something, Jiang Li would directly put the medicine bottle on his head.

"Thank you."

It was light and shallow, not too loud, and with a hint of breath, as it rang in Zhou Shijin's ears.

Just two words, but they are more beneficial than the cool breeze at night.

Zhou Shijin softened his voice, "Thank you for what?"

"You've been very good to me."

Jiang Li knows everything.

She had seen too much cruelty and coldness in her previous life, so she could sense even the slightest bit of warmth.

What's more, Zhou Shijin's true love for her and the fact that he did so much for her silently were things that no one had ever done for her.

No one has ever been willing to make selfless contributions for her.

"Jiang Li." Zhou Shijin seemed to muster up his courage, "Do you like me?"

There is no secret crush, no pulling, and no ambiguity. He just wants to play his cards openly.

He wanted everyone to know his preference for Jiang Li.

He also wanted to know what Jiang Li thought of him.

Jiang Li put away what he was holding, took two steps back, and looked at the boy with a wet head and bright eyes, "What is love?"

Zhou Shijin tilted his head, "Liking is the sublimation of goodwill, it is the foundation of love, liking is wanting to get close, and love is inseparable,

Jiang Li, I have never dared to hope that you would love me. It is enough for you to like me, even a little bit."

Did she like it? Jiang Li herself couldn't tell.

The first person she wanted to tell when she made the AI ​​glasses was Zhou Shijin.

Seeing the bump on Zhou Shijin’s head, she wanted to smash that man’s head.

She couldn't bear it, so she came over with a medicine box.

If it were someone else, she wouldn't be like this. She would be indifferent and indifferent.

But this is Zhou Shijin, and she seems to have a different desire to share with him.

Do you like these?

"Go to bed early." Jiang Li did not answer and left with the medicine box.

She didn't need to say it, Zhou Shijin had already heard the answer.

How come you don't like these?

Zhou Shijin looked at her slender back, the smile on his lips gradually deepening.

It seems that everything is moving in the right direction.

At night, Zhou Shijin had a dream. In the dream, Jiang Li was entangled with him softly and bonelessly, which was intoxicating.

When he woke up, Zhou Shijin was so terrified that he even wanted to slap himself.

How could he have such a shameless dream.

So much so that when Zhou Shijin saw Jiang Li when he went out in the morning, his cheeks turned red instantly.

The two men's eyes met, and without even saying hello, Zhou Shijin fled in a hurry. Jiang Li was not much better, and hid in the house with red cheeks.

She had a dream last night. She dreamed that Zhou Shijin pushed her against the wall and the two of them were embracing each other.

This was definitely the first time in her two lifetimes that she had such a dream. Now that she thought about it...she didn't even dare to think about it.

Zhou Shijin walked out of the yard and was about to leave, but after hearing Jiang Li's voice, he froze in place and felt numb all over.

He turned his head in disbelief and looked at the empty yard next door, feeling strange in his heart.

They seemed to have had the same dream last night.

Then they...

Thinking of this, Zhou Shijin felt complicated and secretly excited, and didn't dare to think about it any further.

The scenes in the dream were still clearly imprinted in his mind.